Album - Makaveli The Don, Killuminati : 7 Day Theory

Release Date - 1996

BOMB FIRST

Intro: News Reporter

In today's music news.
The ever controversial Tupac Shakur has just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artists street dates, in fear of a wipe out in inter-chart movement.

Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album, resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers, have joined together in a conspiracy to assassinate the character, of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Deathrow Records as well.

Nas, the alleged ring leader of, is furious of Tupac's, excuse me, Makaveli's verbal assault, on Mobb Sleep, Notorious P.I.G., and several other New York rappers.  Jay-Z, from Hawaiian sophie fame, fake little whatever, and several other corny sentimental motherfuckers, are understandable shaken up by this release.

The question everybody wants to know is ... what'd they get this nigga started.  Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment, but did release this statement.

(heart beat starts)

Tupac Talking

"It's not about east or west, it's about niggas and bitches, power and money, ridahs and punks.  Which side are you on?"

(Six Shots)

You niggas is still fucking talking
You niggas still breathing,
Fucking roaches
Alright this is the raid on cockroaches

All day
We fade you punk mutha-fuckas
The shit nigga
Killuminati Style
Outlaw shit
Makaveli the Don
Solo shit

Bring It

Verse 1 - Tupac

Allow me to introduce first
Makaveli the Don
Spittin' spiritual Lyrics like the Holy Koran
Niggas get shook like 5-0
My .45 lurks next to me when we ride
For survival
Money making plans, pistol close in hands
Swollen pockets
Let me introduce the topic then we drop it
Expose snakes cause they breath freely
See me rise
Located world wide like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than any
My attitude shitty born in the dope fiends titty
And every city you'll find me looking for trouble
Right behind me my outlaw niggas down to die for me
(Nawhat I mean)
I hit the scene
Niggas ducking for my guillotine stare I'm right there
My every word
A fucking night mare
Getting high let me see the sun rise and fall
This is for my dogs down to die for y'all
Extreme Venom
No mercy when we all up in em cut em down
To hell is where we send em
My whole team
Trained to explode ride or die
Murder muthafuckas lyrically and I'm not gon' cry
Me
A born leader
Never leave the block without my heater
Two big pitts, I call them mob bitch nigga eaters
And I won't whimper till I'm gone
Thug life running through my veins so I'm strong
Ha ha ha
Bye Bye bye lets get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these niggas but I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa (killa)
Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep
Nigga when I find you
Weak muthafuckas don't deserve to breathe
How many niggas down to die for me
Yeah eh yayuh
West coast ridah comin right behind ya
Shoulda never fucked with me
I want money hoes sex and fee
I won't rest till my row dog's free

Chorus - Tupac

Bomb first we
Bomb first when we ride, please
Reconsider for' you die
We ain't even come to murder nobody tonight
But it's my life or your life
And I'm a bomb first

We
Bomb first when we ride, please
Reconsider for' you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or your life
Then I'm a bomb first

Verse 2 - EDI

For so many days and so many ways we've been duckin' strays
Hate to live us, but still we some Badboy Killas
Got nothin' to lose, I gots no where to go
I only got one home see me stranded on Deathrow
With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general
And I be a soldier on a mission
Sent to do, what you'll never do
And that's ride for the cause
Yes I'll die for the cause
Ya best believe if I'ma leave this bitch I'm dyin' with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a mu' fuckin' Nazi
Got a little question for that nigga that made Paparazzi
If you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfuckin' cash man
Then what is ya motherfuckin purpose?
Known for service
Idi Amin born worthless
That's until the day, I decided to bomb first bitch

Tupac Talking

C'mon, bring it
Lets get with it
C'mon, bring it

Hey, get that nigga ther ...

Verse 3 - Young Noble

Yer style wack as ever
Like you was rockin' patent leather
Causing massive terror
Ya'll niggas lack, you ain't terrel
Half rapper half drug kingpin
Yer tellin' fairy tales son
Kickin' New York, like you the motherfuckin' one
But I'm from Jers we don't play that shit
From the Claire down to North Bricks
All my niggas flippin' chips gettin' rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by far
With no warning signs, cause yo my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the nine ready to put in my time

Tupac

Shoot first, look at they head burst bleeding
Didn't want no shit this evening
Believe me
We, bomb first when we ride, please
Reconsider for' you die
G's, and thug niggas on the rise
Plan plot strategize
To bomb first
We, bomb first when we ride, please
Reconsider for' you die
G's, and thug niggas on the rise
Plan plot strategize
To bomb first

(Gunshot)

Lets pray my niggas
For we definitely have sinned

HAIL MARY

Tupac Talking

Makaveli in this
Killuminati
All through your body
The blows like a 12-guage shotty
Uh
Feel me

(Come with me
Hail Mary, come quick see
What do we have here now?
Do you wanna ride or die?
Ride, die die die die, die die die)

He God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the way of the man
FOLLOW ME!

Be my flesh, flesh and my flesh

Come with me
Hail Mary, run quick see
What do we have here now?
Do you wanna ride or die?
Ride, die da die die, die die die

[Verse 1]
 
I ain't a killa but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listening
Seein' niggas comin' for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin'
Now pay attention
Rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killin' fields
Hail Mary, catch me, if I go
Let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a mad man screams
In the dark Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, fuck this shit
Stuck, niggas lucky if we bust out this shit
Plus momma told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well Hail Mary

[Chorus] 2x
 
Come with me
Hail mary, nigga run quick see
What do we have here now?
Do you wanna ride or die?
Ride, die da die die, die die die

[Verse 2]
 
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas wastin'
Institutionalized I live my life a product made me crumble
Was to hardened to smile, were to crazy to be humble
We ballin'
Catch be father please cause I'm fallin
In the liquor store, pass the Hennessy I hear ya callin'
Can I get some more?
Hail till I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Momma checkin' in my bedroom, I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it
What can I do one life to live but I got nothing to lose
Just me and you, on a one way trip to prison
Sellin' drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin'
Life as thugs
To my homeboys in Clinton max, doin' their deal
Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this
When they turn out the lights
I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin' eternal through my heart
Now Hail Mary nigga
 
[Chorus] 2x
 
Come with me
Hail mary, nigga run quick see
What do we have here now?
Do you wanna ride or die?
Ride, die da die die, die die die
 
Kastro
 
They got a APB, out on my thug family
Since Outlawz run these streets, like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies dyin' now
Walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off Hennessy and Ty
Chronic mixed it
Now I'm twisted
Blisted and high visions of me thug livin' gettin me by
Forever high, and I multiply survived by thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin' with slugs
 
Young Noble
 
Peep the whole seen, and whatever's goin' on around me
Brain cloudy, smoked out feelin' rowdy
Ready wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucka
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckas on a regula
Mashin in a stolen, black ack Integera
Cock back, sixty seconds till the draw that's when I deadin' ya
Feet first
You gotta a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a thug to preachin'church
I gave you love now you eatin' dirt
Needin work
And I ain't the nigga to put you up on, cause word is born
When I was broke I had to hustle till dawn
That's when sun came up
There's only one way up
Hold ya head stay up
To all my nigga's get ya pay and wait up
 
Fatal and Kadafi 2x
 
If it's on then it's on
We rate B-breaks
Outlaws on a paper chase, can you relate
To this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealin' wit fate
Hoping God don't close the gate
 
Chorus and Verse - Prince Ital
 
We've been traveling on this wavy road
Sometimes life can be a heavy load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
 
We won't worry everything with corine
We free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everything with corine
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We runnin from the penitentiary
This is the time for re-liberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary

Tupac
 
Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli tha Don, solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days

TOSS IT UP

Tupac Talking

The money behind the dreams
My right hand
My other capo in this big mother fucking war we got
That other capo in this big conglomerate called Deathrow
Snoop motherfucking Dogg, the Doggfather
And who we hear coming through right now
Makaveli the Don
Feel this, Killuminati

(toss it up)

Verse 1 - Tupac

Lord have mercy, father help us all
Since you supplied your phone number
I can't help but call
Time for action, conversatin', we relaxin', kickin' back
Got ya curious for thug passion, now picture that
Tongue kissin', hand full of hair, look in my eyes
Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise
Me and you...movin' in the nude, do it in the living room
Sweating up the sheets, it's the thug in me
I mean no disrespectin' when I tongue kiss your neck
I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect
Late night, hit the highway, drop the top
I pull over, gettin' busy in the parking lot
And don't you love it how I lick your hips and glide
Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside
Got ya lost in the love song, stuck in the lust
I got the bedroom shaking
Back breakin'
When we tossin' it up

Danny Boy

Goodness baby, I like the way it's going down
When nobodies around, slip slide ride
Giving me that nice smile
Female I like, what I wanna get all night
You and me alone...everybody's gone
Toss it up, baby let's get it ah-ah-on

JoJo

I like the way you please me, baby
The sexy way you tease me, sugar
The way you move your body
Really drives me crazy
Your body's hypnotizing
Your smile is so exciting
So baby come on home with me
I like the way you give it to me

Chorus: KCi and JoJo

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up
Said I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up
Said I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up

Play on, playa, playa, play on
Play on, playa, playa, play on
Play on, playa, playa, play on
Play on, playa, playa, play on

KCi

Ohh it's KCi baby
Mmm, that wantcha lady
Oh don't act so shady
Baby your taste is fine as gravy
The way you move that thang
You make me wanna sang
Girl you make my bells ring
Make them go jing-a-ling

Aaron Hall 

Pass it here and hit it again
Don't want it to ever end
Its feelin too good
Give me some more
Lady Lady

Your body's the kind i like-a
Big booty to the lung delight-a
Back it up girl, let me in-uh
Toss it up on in-n-n-n

Chorus: Aaron Hall Kci JoJo

I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up
I like the way you give it to me
Let me see you toss it uh-uh-up
Like the way you give it to me
So won't you play on

[Tupac]

Do you want me?
What's your phone number, I get around
Cali love to my true thugs, picture me now
Still down for that Deathrow sound
Searchin' for pay days
No longer Dre day
Arrivederci
Blown and forgotten, rotten' for plottin child's play
Check your sexuality, it's fruity as this alize
Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move
Cross Deathrow, now who you gonna run to?
Like those other suckers cause you similar
Pretending to be hard, oh my god, check your temperature
Screamin' Compton but you can't return
You ain't heard?
Brothas pissed cause you switched and escaped to the burbs
Mob on to this new era, cause we untouchable
Still can't believe that you got Pac rushin' you
Uppin' you
Bless the real, all the rest get killed
Who can you trust
Only time reveals
Toss it up

Toss it up (yeah no doubt)

Play on player, play on

How can some non-players do a song about tossing it up?
Do a player song?
How can non-players do that?
(You better check the weight scale...you are not Lil' Kim, you fat little trick)
(dissing Queen Pen - label mates with Blackstreet/Teddy Riley)

Teddy Riley
Who?
Puffy
I read your little interview boy
You still ain't touching us
With all that peace talk
I don't care if you kiss me ass from here to across the street boy
It's on, it's on

Yeah we took your beat
Y'all know who's beat we took
Yeah we took your beat
Cause you wasn't rocking it right
I'm tired of suckers rocking beats that don't belong...
It's ours right now
This' our beat
Tossing it up

TO LIVE AND DIE IN LA

Intro:

Dominique: Street Science. You're on the air. What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?

Man: I love Tupac's new record

Dominique: Right, but don't you feel like that creates... ugh, tension between East and West?  He's talking about killing people. I had sex with your wife, and not in those words.  But he's talking about I wanna see you deceased.

Tupac: I looovve L-A

No doubt
To live and die in LA
California - whatcha saying about Los Angeles
Still the only place for me
Where it never rains and the suns ...

[Verse 1]

To live and die in LA
Where everyday we try a fatten' our pockets
Us niggas' hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got their own thang currency chasin'
World-wide through the hard times, worrying faces
Shed tears as we bury niggas' close to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark
Cold hearted bout it my nigga got smoked by a fiend
Trying to floss on em'
Blind to a broken man's dream
A hard lesson
Court cases keep me guessin'
Plea bargain ain't an option now so I'm stessin'
Cost me more to be free than a life in the penn
Making money off a cuss words, writing again
Learn how to think ahead so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset like in a scene
What's the worst they could do to a nigga?
Got me lost in hell
To live and die in LA
On bail
My angels sing ...

Chorus 2x

To live and die in LA, it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
Where everybody wanna see

[Verse 2]

It's the city of angels and constant danger
South Central LA
Can't get no stranger
Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb
Watching the ghetto bird helicopters I observe
So many niggas' getting 3 strikes tossed in jail
So where's the Penn?
Right across from hell
I can't cry cause it's on now
I'm just a nigga on his own now
Living life thug style
So I can't smile
Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures
Thinking Cali just mine and bitches
Hahaha
Better learn about the dress code
B's and C's
All them other niggas copycats
These is G's
I love Cali like I love woman
Cause every nigga in LA
Gotta little bit of thug in em'
We might fight with each other
But I promise you this
We'll burn this bitch down get us pissed
To live and die in LA

Chorus 2x

To live and die in LA, it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
Where everybody wanna see

[Verse 3]

What would be LA with out Mexicans
Black love brown pride in the sets again
Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke among some old shit
Out for everything they owe
Remember K day
Weekends
Crenshaw
MLK
Automatics rang free, niggas' lost their way
Gang signs being shown, nigga love your hood
But recognize when it's all good
Where the weed at?
Niggas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker burned out
M-O-B
Big Suge in the lo-lo bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex
With an ounce to burn
Got them watts niggas with me, O-F-T-B
They got some hash took a stash left the rest for me
Neckbone, Dreray, Ron too
Big Rock got knocked but this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fly
To live and die in LA

Chorus 2x

To live and die in LA, it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
Where everybody wanna see

Tupac talking

This go out for 92.3 .. and 106
All the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making our shit singles quadruple quadriple platinum
Heh heh
This goes out to all the magazines that supported me
All the real mu'fuckas
All the stores
The mom and pops stops
A&R, all y'all motherfuckers
LA
California Love part motherfucking 2
Without gay ass Dre

BLASPHEMY

[Verse 1]

My family tree
Consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers
Strugglin
Known to hustle screaming fuck their feelings
I got advice from my father all he told me was this
Nigga
Get off your ass if you plan to be rich
There's ten rules to the game
But I'll share with you two
Know, niggas gonna hate you for whatever you do
Now rule one
Get your cash on, M.O.B.
That's, money over bitches cause they breed envy
Now rule two is a hard one
Watch for phonies
Keep your, enemies close nigga but watch your homies
It seemed a little unimportant
When he told me I smiled
Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child
I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules
Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules
Now papa ain't around
So I gotta recall
Or come to grips with being written on my enemies wall
Promised if I have a seed I'ma guide him right
Dear Lord don't let me die tonight
I got words for my comrades
Listen and learn
Ain't nothing free
Give back what you earn
No doubt!
Getting high than a motherfucker
Bless me please
This thug life will be the death of me

Come on
I remember what my papa told me
Remember what my pops told me
Blasphemy

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

We probably in hell already
Our dumb asses not knowing
Everybody kissing ass to go to heaven ain't going
Put my soul on it
I'm fighting devil niggas daily
Plus the media be crucifying brothas severely
Tell me I ain't God's son
Nigga mom a virgin
We got addicted had to leave the 'burbs
Back in the ghetto doing wild shit
Looking at the sun don't pay
Criminal mind all the time
Waiting for judgment day
They say Moses split the red sea
I split the blunt and roll a fat one
But I'm deadly
Babylon beware
It's coming from these Pharoahs kids
Retaliation, making legends off the shit we did
Still bullshitting
Niggas in Jerusalem waiting for signs
God promised, he's just taking his time (Ha Ha)
Living by the Nile while the water flows
I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go
Brothas getting shot
Coming back resurrected
Is this that raw shit
Nigga check it (It's that raw shit)

I remember what my papa told me
Remember what my papa told me
Blasphemy

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

The preacher want me buried
Why?
Cause I don't hear a liar
Have you ever seen a crack head?
That's eternal fire
Why you got these kids mind
Thinking that they evil
While the preachers and the scriptures say
We all Gods people
Should we cry
When the pope die?
My request
Who should cry if they cry
When we buried Malcolm X?
Momma tell me am I wrong
Is God just another cop
Waiting to beat my ass
If I don't go pop
Memories of a pastime
Giving up cash
To the leaders
Knowing damn well they ain't gon' feed us
In my brain how can you explain
Time release me
It's hard enough to live now
In these times of grief
They say Jesus is a kind man
Well he should understand
Times in this crime land
My thug nation
Do what you gotta to do
And know you gotta change
Try to find a way to make it out the game
I leave this here
And hope God can see my heart is pure
Is heaven just another door? (I leave this here)
I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure
Is heaven just another door?
And my people say

[Chorus]

LIFE OF AN OUTLAW

In the life we live as thugs,
Everybody fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Riding with my guns in hand

[Verse 1 - Tupac]

Why explain the game?
Niggas ain't listenin
Stuck in position
If victims can't stand the heat
Then stay the fuck out the kitchen
Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean
Itchin, givin suckas plenty space
Have these bitch niggas snitchin
Where are we now? Guns found daily
The feds drill me and hope that they could finally nail me, for sellin dope
They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap
Attack words being known to explode on contact
Extreme at times
Blinded by my passion and fury
Look at me laugh at my competition, flashin my jewelry
You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me
Truly effective
The shit you heard ain't do me justice
Got a death wish, bitch
Run up, face me and trace wit an infra-red beam
It seems niggas ain't recognize my team
Ain't nobody holdin you back
Explode the track to confetti
Unload it
Cuz niggas ain't ready
The life of an outlaw

[Chorus]

In the life we live as thugs,
Everybody fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Riding with my guns in hand

[Verse 2 - Tupac]

Code 3
Attack formation
Pull out your pistols
Keep an eye out for the devils cause they itchin to get you.
Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue
Automatic gunfire making all my enemies run
Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin?
Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream.
Dope got me hatin fiends
Scheme wit my team
Just a chosen few
My foes victims of explosives
Come closer, exhale the fumes
We got memories, fadin fast
A slave for cash
Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash
Don't look now
How you like it, raw
Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws
Never surrender
Death before dishonor
Stay free
I'm thugged out
Fuck the world cause this is how they made me
Scarred but still breathin
Believe in me and you could see the victory
A warrior in jewels
Can you picture me?
Life of and outlaw

[Chorus]

In the life we live as thugs,
Everybody fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Riding with my guns in hand

[Verse 3]

Young Noble

City under siege
It's like I can't even breathe
I'm from the state of car thieves
G, deep from the street
Plenty beef
I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene
Mobb Deep
This nigga from behind tryin to creep
No halfs wit no straps, j
It's on to bounce back
And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style off that
Get this grip wit hollows to get cha
Snip wit clippers
Get the picture?
I wrote my life down like a scripture

EDI

And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely
Where ain't nobody holy
A matter of a fact, we unholy
Everybody livin solely for themselves
Too high strung to help
Somebody need me
You know we lost hope and we needin it
Wit the evil it's forever
But it might be low down, scandalouz like a tramp is
All for the street fame on how to be managed
To plan shit
6 months in advanced to what we plotted
Approved to go on swole and now I got it

[Kastro]

And uh, un-crack my window
Knowin they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin
Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin
Creepin deep into morning
Peepin out the weak
While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for itself
No doubt
Outlaw
Outta my mind, outta time
You're all blind
Some kind of life of mine
K-Dogg don't mind
Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is
Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw

Tupac: Eh, Napoleon
Napoleon: What's up nigga
Tupac: Would you die for me, nigga?
Napoleon: Hell yeah
Tupac: Would you kill for me?
Napoleon: On my grandmother, nigga
Tupac: Ah yo
Napoleon: What's up
Tupac: Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now

Watch out

[Napoleon]

Well now they all say they roaches and parasites
Snakes are all alike
Thug Life break night
Drink till we fist fight
Life or death
But you can't win with a vest
But there won't be no breathing for the reason
Punk bitch on your breath
I see day is dark and I admit it's dark
So chase me now hide your stash
But beware foolin marks
And yo, Makaveli
Give me them bullets that was left up in your belly
And let me bust back on them niggas till they cold and sweaty

[Chorus] 4x

In the life we live as thugs,
Everybody fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Riding with my guns in hand

JUST LIKE DADDY

Outlaw
Go head
In This
No doubt
Death Row
Makaveli
You can call me daddy
I'll be ya daddy
Just like Daddy
For the ladies

[Chorus]

Come to me anytime you want
Dedicate slow jams on the radio
Oh I
Know your happy I can feel ya passion
Looking out for ya just like daddy
Come on
Sunshine turns to rain
Baby I can take away ya pain
If ya trust me
Close your eyes, and feel the magic
Never leave when ya need me
I'll do ya just like daddy

[E.D.I]

I met her when she was younger
Her daddy died when she was younger
Her moms let her do what she please it seemed no one loved her
Her eyes shined love a diamond in the rough
The kind that you can love
Not yet touched
With so much, potential
Youngster, let me got your mental
Into a place, with the sourness of pain you'll never taste
By God's grace you were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a souljah, oh yeah baby I got plans to mold ya
And in the coldest nights is when I hold ya
Like I'm supposed to
As we roll closer
I'll take your hand gladly
Anything ya need ask me
Spoil my baby girl just like daddy

[Verse 2 - Tupac]

You alleviate the stress spending time with you, I feel blessed
When you gone feel the pain so strong
Deep in my chest
When I got arrested
Came so close to going to jail
Throwin blows at the po-pos breakin they nails
Screamin loud goin all out
Damn I did
You stayed locked down at moms house
Watchin the kids, through the whole bid
In tha V-I
I seen ya daily
When my fake homies try ta fuck you
You run and tell me
That's why I stay committed
I thank God every time I hit it
Hoping you'll forgive me, for the times I bullshitted
Me and you against the world
We untouchable
Screamin like ya dying every time I'm fuckin' you
Ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there
No need to fear so much insanity 
And through the years
I know ya gave me your heart
Plus
When I'm dirt broke and fucked up
You still love me

[Chorus]

Come to me anytime you want
Dedicate slow james on the radio
Oh I
Know your happy I can feel ya passion
Looking out for ya just like daddy
Come on
Sunshine turns to rain
Baby I can take away ya pain
If ya trust me
Close your eyes, and feel the magic
Never leave when ya need me
I'll do ya just like daddy

[Kadafi]

Boo would ya, die for me?
Down holdin my pistol, gettin high
With mean sounds tougher than bristles
Fool when you cry I'll be ya tissue
Back in the county writing letters how I miss you
Giving you credit, apologetic how I dis you
Get you for thinkin like a minor and on a level of one
And sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dine ya
Lace ya for total vigina and still
We right behind ya tru
Life just me and you no tellin' what we could do
Getting high between the sheets
Make the shit right here discrete
Putting hickies on ya belly while we fucking on the beach
I love it when ya nut up and grab me
I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy

[Young Noble]

Shorty I lend my hand out to help ya
Lost soul looking for shelter
On the late night accept it
Treat ya good won't disrespect ya
My age is young
Out of place binge days is done
From a trixy to a missy, you know I raised ya hon
Placed her under my wing
Showed her how we swing
Now she rollin' blunts for a king
One day labeled thug Mrs
The essence of my ghetto sistas
Hugs and kisses
That's just for me to be a father figure

Chorus over top of talking

KRAZY

Roll me a cigarette dog
They got me feeling crazier than a mother fucker
I got Bad Azz in this motha fucka

Puffin on Lye
Hoping that it gets me high
(Makaveli the Don, representing the Outlawz)
They got a nigga goin crazy
(Bad ass representing the LBC)
(What cha wanna do. You know how we do it.)

Time goes by
Puffin on lye
Hopin that it gets me high
They got a nigga goin crazy

I feel crazy
(Tell em bout it)

[Verse 1 - Tupac]

Last year was a hard one
But life goes on
I hold my head against the wall
Learning right from wrong
They say my ghetto instrumental
Detrimental to kids
As if they can't see the misery
In which they live
Lately, for the outcome, damn I'm reckless
Check it
You don't have to bump this but please respect it
I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us
Turned into a plus, now they stuck living blinded
Hennessy got me feelin bad
Time to stop drinkin
Rollin, in my drop top Jag
What's that cops thinkin?
Sittin in my car, watch the stars and smoke
I came along way but still I got so far to go
Dear mama, don't worry
I'm a watch for snakes
Tell Seikywa that I love her, but it's hard today
I got the letter that she sent me and I cried for weeks
This is what came out, when I tried to speak
All I heard was

[Chorus] 2x

Time goes by
Puffing on Lye
Hoping that it get me high
Got a nigga going krazy
I feel krazy

[Verse 2 - Tupac]

1, 2, 3, 4
I see bloods and crips running up the hill
Lookin for a better way
My brothas and sistas it's time to bail
Cause even thug niggas pray
Hoping God forgive me
I entered the game, look how much I changed
I'm no longer innocent
Casualties of fame
Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places
And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face
When I gave her the keys to her own house
This your land
Your only son done became a man
I'm watchin time fly
I love my people do or die
But I wonder why
We scared to let each other fly
June 1-6 7-1
The day
Mama pushed me out her womb, told me "nigga get paid"
No one can understand me
The black sheep, out-casted from my family
Now packin heat I run the streets
A young runaway live for the day
When we die
I could hear ya say

[Chorus] 2x

Time goes by
Puffing on Lye
Hoping that it get me high
Got a nigga going krazy
I feel krazy

Krazy, Krazy, Krazy

[Verse 3 - Bad Azz]

God help me out here
Cause I'm possessed
I need the root of all evil for my stress
Cause now it's like a stong prescription drug
It's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it's inflicted
Something about the paper wit the pictures of the presidents head
Damn it's like a mother fucking plague, it spreads
It's epidemic
Forgotten, forgotten, it got worse
I keep my head on straight, makin money cause it's cursed
Makin money makes a difference day by day
So I gotta stay paid, no doubt
Day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live
No matter how hard you try, it's in death.
You gotta die
Bottom line
Peers didn't make it to the years to come
Dear life doing right
Or dear life leaving dumb
Who has the answers?
I wonder.
I turn to my elders
They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya
Or tell me
That there'll be light at the end of the road
Why?
Cause they don't even know

A million thangs run through my mind
You ain't gotta be in jail or be doin time

You ain't gotta be in the jail
Remember this tune

[Chorus]

Feelin fucked up in this bitch
Smoke half a ounce to the head.
Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiian. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit.
I'm fucked up in this motha fucka.
And Hennessy don't help. And Hennessy don't help.
Thug passion in this motha fucka.
Makaveli the Don putting it down to the fullest.
Maximum overload. 3 day theory.
Killuminati to your body, with the impact of a 12 gauge shoty.
Doublized slugs. No love. Straight thugs.

One time for my niggas in the jail cell.
(One time for my niggas locked up.)
One time for my niggas doin life in hell.
One time for my niggas in the jail cell.
(One time for my niggas locked up.)
One time for my niggas doin life in hell.
One time for my niggas on Death Row.
(For my niggas on Death Row. West side. California syle. L.A.)
One time for my niggas livin ... broke.
(You know what time it is. No doubt. Get high. Puffin on lye.
Wonder if it get me high. Yeah. Yeah. Crazy.)

WHITE MAN'Z WORLD

Krazy

[Talking]

You done busting your fist against a stone wall
Your not using your brain
That's what the white man wants you to do
Look at cha
What makes you ashamed of being black?

Even I know how hard it is
Being a woman
A black woman at that
Shit
It's white mans world

Sometimes we over look the fact that we try hard in our situation not knowing the pain we can cause

It's white mans world
 
I ain't saying I'm innocent of all this
I'm just saying
This song is for y'all
For all those times that I messed up
That we messed up

[Verse 1]
 
Dear sister got me twisted up in prison I miss ya
Crying
Looking at my nieces and nephews picture
They say don't let this cruel world get ya
Kinda suspicious
Swearing one day you might leave me
For someone that's richer
Twist the cap off the bottle
I take a sip and see tomorrow
Gotta make if I have to beg and borrow
Reading love letters, late night, locked down, and quiet
If brothers don't receive their mail, best believe we riot
Eating jack mat, staring at walls in silence
Inside this cage where they captured all my rage and violence
In time I learned a few lessons
Never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters
Far from bitches
Help me raise my black nation reparations are due
It's true
Caught up in this world I took advantage of you
So tell the babies how I love them
Precious boys and girls
Born black, in this white mans world
and all I heard was
 
[Chorus]
 
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
(Born Black, in this white mans world)
In this world where everyone lies
(All my little blacks)
(Born Black, in this white mans world)
Where to go
No matter how far I find
To let you know
That you're not alone

[Verse 2]
 
Being born with less, I must confess
Only adds on to the stress
Two gunshots to my homies head died in his vest
Shot him to death and left him bleeding for his family to see
I pass his casket, gently asking, is there heaven for G's?
My homeboys doing life
His baby mama be stressing
Shedding tears when her son
Finally asks that questions
Where my daddy at?
Mama, why we live so poor?
Why you crying?
Heard you late night, through my bedroom door
Now do you love me mama?
Why they keep calling me nigga?
Get my weight up, with my hate
And pay 'em back when I'm bigga
Still thuggin' in this jail cell missing my block
Hearing brothers screaming all night, wishing they'd stop
Proud to be black but why we act like we don't love ourselves
Don't look around busta
Check yourselves
Know what it means to be black whether a man or girl
We still struggling
In this white man's world

[Chorus]

(We must fight for brother ?)
(We must fight for brother Mutulu)
Oh, who knows what tomorrow brings
(We must fight for brother ?)
(We must fight for brother Geronimo Pratt)
In this world where everyone lies
(We must fight)
Where to go
No matter how far I find
To let you know
(We must fight for the countless political prisoners, who are locked up ? ? white man)
That you're not alone

[Verse 3]

So tell me why you changed
Choose a new direction
In a blink of an eye
My time away just made perfection
You think I'd die
Not gon' cry why should I care
Like we holding on to lost love that's no longer there
Can you please help me
God bless me please, keep my seeds healthy
Making all my enemies bleed while my G's wealthy
Hoping they bury me with ammunitions, weed, and shells
Just in case they trip in heaven, ain't no G's in hell
Sister sorry for the pain that I caused your heart
I know I'll change if ya help me
But don't fall apart
Rest in peace to Latasha, Little Yummy, and Kato
To much for this cold world to take
Ended up being fatal
Every women in America especially black
Bear with me, can't you see that we under attack
I never meant to cause drama
To my sister and mama
Hoping we make it
To better times

In this white mans world

[Chorus]

(Your out of touch with reality)
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
(While a few of you in a smoke filled room calling that the mainstream while the masses of the people, white and black, red, yellow, brown, poor and vulnerable are suffering in this nation)
In this world where everyone lies
Where to go
No matter how far I find
To let you know
That you're not alone

[Chorus] 2x
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world where everyone lies
Where to go
No matter how far I find
To let you know
That you're not alone

[Tupac Talking]

Mumia Abul Jamal ... all the real OG's we out

[Revolutionary]

The seal, in the constitution
Reflects the thinking of the founding fathers
That this was to be a nation by white people, and for white people
Native Americans, Blacks, and all other non White people
Were to be the burden barer's for the real citizen of this nation

ME & MY GIRLFRIEND

[Woman talking from the point of the view of his gun]

Shit, you motha fuckin right
I'm the bitch that's keepin it live and keepin it hot
When you punk ass niggas don't
Nigga, west side
WHAT!
Bring it on
 
[Tupac]

Look for me
Lost in the world wind
96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind

[Verse 1]

C'Mon
Our childhood years recall the tears
Heart laced with venom
Smokin Shern, drinkin malt liquor father forgive her
Me and my girlfriend
Must of fell in love with the struggle
Hands on the steering wheel
Bust! Watch me bail out and bust em
Fuck em all, watch em fall
Screamin
Automatic gunfire exorcising all demons
My posse off on the side.
My congregation high, ready to die
We bail out to take the jail back
Niggas unite
Our first date
Can't wait to see you naked
Touching you in every secret place
I can hardly wait, to bust freely
Got you red hot, you so happy to see me
Made the front-page, primetime, live on TV
Nigga, my girlfriend
May be .45 but she still live
One shot
Making niggas heart beats stop

[Woman talking from the point of the view of his gun]
 
WHAT!
I'm bustin on you punk ass niggas
Run, nigga, run
I'm on your ass nigga
Run nigga
Duck and hide
I'm bustin on all you bitches
Run, nigga, yeah
West side
Uh, uh, uh
Die, nigga, die

[Verse continued]
 
My girlfriend blacker than the darkest night
When niggas act bitch made
She got the heart to fight
Nigga, my girlfriend
Though we separated at times
I knew deep inside baby girl 'll always be mine
Picked you up when you was nine
Started out my life of crime with you
Bought you some shells when you turned .22
It's true
Nothing compares to the satisfaction
That I feel when we out mashin'
Me and my girlfriend
 
[Chorus] 2x

All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend

[Verse 2]
 
I was too immature to understand your ways
Inexperienced back in the days
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realize how to treat cha
The secret to keep ya
Being faithful cause now cheating's lethal
We closer than the hands of time
Deeper than the drive of mankind
I trust you dearly, I shoot blind
In time I clock figures
Dropping niggas as we rise
We all souljah's in God eyes
Now it's time for war
Never leave me waitin
I'm paranoid
Sleeping with you loaded by my bedside, crazy
Jealous when you hang wit the fellas
I wait patiently alone
Anticipated for the moment you come home
I'm waiting by the phone, this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed but you the realest
If you need me, call
I'll be there through it all
You're the reason I can stand tall
Me and my girlfriend
 

[Chorus] 2x

All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend

[Verse 3]
 
I love finger fucking you
All of a sudden I'm hearing thunder
When you bust a nut
Niggas be ducking or taking numbers
Love to watch you at a block party begging for drama
While unleashing on the old timers
That's on my mama
I would trade my life for yours
Behind closed doors
The only girl that I adore
Everything I'm askin for
Talking to me, begging me to just take you around
17, like Brandy, you just wanna be down
Talkin loud when I tell you be quiet
You move a crowd
Bustin rounds, activating a riot
That's why I love you
So no control, down to roll
Unleash
After I hit, you break apart
Then back to one piece
Much love to my one and only girlfriend
The world is ours
Just hold me down
Baby, witness the power
Never leave a nigga alone
I love you, black or chrome
Turn this house into a happy home
Me and my girlfriend

[Chorus] 3x

All I need in this life of sin
Is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end
Just me and my girlfriend
 
Lost in the whirlwind
96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doing 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child 
Raised in the whirlwind
Look for me

Repeat 3x

MEET MY GIRLFRIEND!

HOLD YA HEAD

My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers Island
All the penitentiaries
Mumia, Mutulu, Geronimo Pratt
All the political Prisoners
San Quinton
All the jailhouses
I'm with you

Yeah
One Thug, One Thug
How do we keep the music playing
One Thug, One Thug

[Verse 1]

I wake up early in the morning
mind state so military
Suckas fantasizing
Pictures of a young brother buried
Was it me
The Weed
Or this life I lead
If daytime is for suckas then tonight we breathe
Out for all that
Knowing that this world brings drawbacks
Look how they shiver
Once I deliver these war raps
Meet me at the cemetery dressed in black
Tonight we
Honor the dead, those who won't be back
So if I die do the same for me
Shed no tears
An Outlaw, thug living in this game for years
Why worry?
Hope to God
Get me high when I'm buried
Knowing deep inside only a few love me
Don't rush me through the gates of heaven
Let me picture for a while
How I lived from my days as a child
I wonder now
How do we outlast, always get cash
Stay strong if we all mash
Hold Your head

[Chorus]

How do we keep the music playing
(You got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead
(Hold your head)
Too many young black brothers are dying
(You got to hold your head)
Living fast, too fast
(hahaha)

[Verse 2]

These felonies be like prophecies
Begging me to stop
Cause these lawyers getting money every time they knock us
Snatch they pockets lyrically
Suckas flee when they notice
Switched my name to Makaveli
Had the rap game closed
Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows, they froze
Now suckas idolize my chosen blows
And more money, mean litigating
More playa hating
Got a cell at the Penn for me waiting
Is this my fate?
Miss me with that misdemeanor thinking
We fall back
Never had too much Tequilla drinking
We all that
Make them understand me
You lie to say my posse
Everyone roll with me is family
Cause every bodies got me
Watch me paint a perfect vision
This life we living
Got us all meeting up in prison
Last week I got a letter from my road dog
Written in blood
Saying "Please show a young playa love"
Hold your head
Hold it

[Chorus]

How do we keep the music playing
(You got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead
(C'Mon, Hold your head)
Too many young black brothers are dying
(Yes, hold hold your head)
Living fast, too fast
(Weed got me thinking in my mind)

[Verse 3]

God bless the child that can hold is own
Indeed
Enemies bleed when I hold my chrome
Let these words be the last
To my unborn seeds
Hope to raise my young nation in this world of greed
Currency means nothing if you still ain't free
Money breeds jealousy, take the game from me
I hope for better days
Trouble comes naturally
Running from authorities
Till they capture me
And my aim, is to spread more smiles than tears
Utilize lessons learned from my childhood years
Maybe mama had it all right
Rest your head
Straight conversation all night
Bless the dead
To the homies that I used to have
That no longer roll
Catch a brother at the crossroads
Plus, nobody knows my soul
Watching time pass
Through the glass of my drop top Rolls
Hold your head

[Chorus]

How do we keep the music playing
(You got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead
(No matter how hard it gets, feel me, c'mon)
(Hold your head)
Too many young black brothers are dying
(Smoke some weed, drink a drink, read a book, watch the stars, get some pussy, whatever)
Living fast, too fast

How do we keep the music playing
(Yes, you got to hold your head)
How do we get ahead

AGAINST ALL ODDS

(Gun shots)

21 Gun Salute
One love, One love
One Nation
21 Gun Salute
All the time I'm ...

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke

[Verse 1]

21 gun salute
Dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd (Outlaw)
All you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me
Talkin bout how he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies nigga
I reject your deposit
We shook Dre's punk ass
Now we out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talking, nigga close your mouths
Peep me
I take this war shit deeply
I seen too many real playas fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy
Lets be honest you a punk
You gonna see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me being a Thug
Well you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's going on (Don't you)
Pay back
I knew you bitch niggas from way back
Witness me strapped with macs
Knew I wouldn't play that
All you old rappers trying to advance
It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square)
Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Trying to playa hate on my shit
You eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Love it how I got you niggas crazy (nigga)
Against all odds

[Chorus]

Hoping my thug motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote (nigga)
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)
To the truest shit I ever spoke (ever spoke)
Against All Odds
Hoping my thug motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote (wrote)

[Verse 2]

I heard he was light skinned, stocky
With a Haitian accent
Jewelry, fast cars and (say his name)
Known for flashing (what's his name)
Listen while I take you back (nigga say his name)
And lace this rap
A real live tale, about a snitch named Haitian Jack
Knew he was working for the feds
Same crime different trail
Niggas picture what he said
And did I mention?
Promised a payback
Jimmy Henchmen
In due time
I knew you bitch niggas was listening
The world is mine (hey Nas)
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up (I'm baack)
Heard the guns bust
But you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine, on everything I owe
I'll destroy everything you touch
Play the game nigga
All out warfare
Eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga
Why you lie?
Now you gotta watch your back
Now, watch your front
Here we come gun shots to Tut
Now you stuck
Fuck the rap game nigga
This M.O.B
So believe me, we enemies
I go against all odds

[Chorus]

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)

[Verse 3]

Puffy getting robbed like a bitch (bitch)
To hide that fact
He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride em for that
And that nigga that was down for me
Rest his head
Switched sides
Guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathin' or dead
Lord listen to me
God don't like ugly "It Was Written"
Hey Nas
Your whole damn style is bitten (Rakim)
You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers
All my run-ins with authorities
Felonious capers
Now you want to live my life
So what's the has-n-Nas?
Niggas that don't rhyme right
You've seen too many movies
Load 'em up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie, you die, goodbye
Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me (nigga)
Against all odds

[Chorus]

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds

[Tupac Talking]

One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw, Outlaw)
21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the lines of duty
Represent to the fullest and be a souljah
The military minds that play the rules of the game
21 Gun Salute
I salute you my niggas
Stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you
It's on for you
Cause all you bitch made niggas
Are coming for me
Against all odds
I don't care who you fuck with
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers don't think I forgot
Hell na I ain't forgot nigga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war till I got my money right
Now I got my money right
Now I want war